Draper in straight sets. The lad's in form, and I don't see him losing his grip anytime soon. In the immortal words of a teenage mutant turtle, "Cowabunga!"
Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we're all set for a fascinating contest between Jack Draper and Gael Monfils. You see, our friend Draper, also known as tournament seed number 5, has been swinging his racquet quite well as of late. He has had more than a couple of victories under his belt in recent times, which have probably got him humming a cheery little tune on and off the court.
That Bellucci bloke must still be smarting over losing 3-1 to Draper, and don't even get me started on Moutet, Kopřiva, and Darderi, who've had to share in the bitter taste of Draper's dominance. Granted, Draper did buckle under Alcaraz's pressure, losing in straight sets, but let's cut him some slack - nobody's perfect.
As for Monsieur Monfils, well, the picture isn't quite as rosy. The poor lad seems to be embroiled in a torrid love affair with defeat, having succumbed to Davidovich Fokina and Rublev, not once, but twice if you recall. Although he managed to squeal past Dellien and Gojo, those victories were far from convincing.
So, I'm going to be bold here and predict the outcome of this match-up. It's the gentlemanly equivalent of telling someone their tie is ugly - it might hurt, but it's most likely the truth. Bearing this... ahem... analogy in mind - my prediction? You didn’t hear this from me, but,
Albert's Prediction: Draper in straight sets. The lad's in form, and I don't see him losing his grip anytime soon. In the immortal words of a teenage mutant turtle, "Cowabunga!"